Whatever I perceive as perfect is dependent on what I choose to think. It is my responsibility to notice the changes and choose how to grow with it. Even if imperfection is met, I can find how it perfectly fits as I focus on being who I am. Perfect is not real until I believe it is.

 I used to be afraid of getting accused of giving up but then I realized that I can’t avoid the truth. Getting to know what is an illusion and what is real gives me the strength to embrace my reality. Choosing my wheelchair and embracing my disability is my way of loving myself and stopping the actions that deny my truth. There is more to a book beyond the cover you see.

The realizations after taking time to reflect on myself and my past.

A reaction can set a judgment. It’s our responsibility to acknowledge our reaction and work on understanding the situation before drawing a conclusion.